The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s serious demeanor, she

haste, she accidentally flung the ice cream, which landed smack

The woman screamed in

out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s face. “I’m so

frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all

pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch

crying, feeling

fake eyelashes fell off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes,

endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t

country bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her

taken aback. Was the woman referring

woman’s face, exposing

at the

perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society, she seemed

walked over to Thalassa,

soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of warmth spreading

surprise, causing

didn’t pull her hand out of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter,

the point, though. How on earth would she let him drive her

saw those four rugrats in her

from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr.

car door and stuffed her in authoritatively,

words were chilly and

said that, he shut the car door, got back

that at that moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping out of the office, catching the whole

sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you

license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s our CEO’s

getting more excited. “Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally. Could

first day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when

Thalassa, who was

it be that Mr. Sinclair

mouth twitched, but